She would often steal away to tryst with him in the orchard, even now she felt her loins grow warm with the memory of his ardor. The spinsters were not kind; they were only curious because she was odd and wore a dress thirty years out of date. He rose, steadied himself, then walked out of the dining room. “There’s twenty before you, and Mr. ’ He nodded in the direction of her pistol. Something seemed awry. I said, that day at Surbiton, ‘There’s many good things in life, but there’s only one best, and that’s the wild-haired girl who’s pulling away at that oar.
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